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• Revenge With The Alpha King    CHAPTER 28

  DANGER A-BREWING “Which of you maggots let in the killer?” The voice was low—it wasn't deep or soft, but it was so measured, the words came out as smooth as glass, and untouched by feelings. Five guards knelt in a line against the damp stone wall. Sweat soaked through their uniforms. The stench of rust and filth always lingered in the tunnel air, made thicker with the rot of old wars and newer sins. A figure stepped forward. Wearing a dark brown cloak, its hood drawn tight. No skin shown beneath the folds. No scent that could be traced. Not even footsteps. Just a purposefully altered voice. “Varcen is dead,” it continued. “Stabbed in the gut like a pig in a butcher’s yard. And you—guttersnipes” the figure gestured lazily with a gloved hand, “—were the ones on duty.” The guards said nothing. Big mistake. The figure turned, summoning an enormous and muscly man who stepped in from the corridor behind. This one carried a leather roll of cruel tools. Old, rusted ones.

• Revenge With The Alpha King    CHAPTER 27

  FATE IN BLOOM Vivienne’s POVThe healing wing was still, but neither of us could sleep.Celene sat by the window in silence, her knees drawn to her chest, with her arms wrapped tightly around them. Her eyes stared at nothing, unfocused, distant. I knew that look—I’d seen it in the reflection of every mirror I’d looked into since Silver Crown fell.“I still hear it,” she said quietly.I looked up from the cot, my own thoughts tangled and heavy. “Hear what?”Her golden eyes found mine, soft and warm like pure honey. “The screams. The sound of the other she-wolves crying, and begging for mercy. Balthazar’s voice…I hear it when I close my eyes.”“That thing…” She continued her eyes glazed, staring but unfocused. “Balthazar let it feed near me sometimes. Just to see how long it would take me to scream and beg.”A chill went down my spine.“I didn’t scream,” she added, almost like a confession. “I bit down so hard I chipped one of my own teeth.”I blinked. “Celene…”“I think I was afraid

• Revenge With The Alpha King    CHAPTER 26

  FOUND AND BOUND Vivienne’s POVFire.Screams.A shadow barreling through the snow—its fangs like curved blades, its eyes blazing red.I couldn't run. I couldn't scream. My throat burned from smoke. I grabbed my neck, trying to breathe. My hands felt sticky and wet. I looked at it.Blood.Someone else's, maybe mine. The walls of Silvercrown fell around me, one after another, the blue banners of the kingdom shredded and smeared in gore. Balthazar stood atop the stairs, smiling as he unleashed the mutated beast from a black cage."Run, little one," he whispered. "Let’s see how far you can go."Then the forest swallowed me whole.Darkness.Twisting branches that reached for my throat. Wendigo lurking past the trees. It jumps out with its ribs opening like jaws, something inside writhing, trying to break free. I screamed, but no sound came. I struck it with fire—again and again—but it didn’t burn. The ground cracked. The sky bled.And then I was falling.Endlessly falling.I gasped awake

• Revenge With The Alpha King    CHAPTER 25

  THE RETURN Cassius’s POVWe found our way out of the forest just as the sun graced the horizon.Up above, the sky was painted in hues of amber and gold, but inside the forest, the light didn’t touch us. The trees formed a ceiling of tangled limbs, so thick it was like a dome of darkness had sealed the woods from the world. Even with the sun rising, the forest remained cold, dim, and unbreathing—as if light had no dominion here.But something had changed.The whispers had stopped. The oppressive weight in the air began to loosen, and for the first time in hours, we could breathe without effort. The paths, once shifting and confusing, now led forward without resistance.We didn’t speak. Just kept walking—past gnarled roots and crooked branches, over patches of damp earth that no longer pulled at our boots.And then we stepped out.Just like that, we crossed the edge.The light hit our faces.Real light. Warm, golden, and blinding after long hours in the dark. I stopped and squinted, li

• Revenge With The Alpha King    CHAPTER 24

  FOUND IN THE DARKCassius’s POVWe stood frozen, with our backs pressed against the bark of a withered tree. That shriek—whatever had made it—shouldn’t belong in this world. It was the kind of sound that could raise goosebumps on a corpse.Magnus whispered behind clenched teeth, “What the hell could that be?”I didn’t answer. Not like I had an answer. My breath felt trapped in my chest, my hand locked tight around the hilt of my sword. The forest held its breath with us. Leaves didn’t rustle. No wind moved. Even the usual creaks of trees settling in their roots had gone still. All we heard now were footsteps—slow, scraping, dragging over dead leaves.Then it stepped into view.A Wendigo Demon.Nothing about the stories I'd been told about this creature could have prepared me for right now.It was tall in such an Eerie manner. It had a skeletal frame that was strung together with limbs that bent like branches wrapped together with deer hooves at the ends. Its skin hung loose in some p

• Revenge With The Alpha King    CHAPTER 23

  CLAIMED BY THE BLOOD MOON Vivienne’s POVThe Wendigo Demon pushed through the trees with the soundless authority of something that had always belonged here. The forest didn't resist it. It parted. Bent. Yielded.Its hollow eyes locked onto me like it had already decided how I would taste.I writhed against the chains. My wrists bled. My breath hitched. The iron bit deeper with every jerk, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.The more I struggled with the chains, the louder the tree cried.it kept letting out long, trembling wails that shook its roots beneath me. Almost like a child throwing a tantrum. Its bark rippled, turning coarse and jagged. It scraped my back raw. I cried out, gasping—but I kept pulling.Big mistake.Because now, the bark bit into me. Not just scraping, but tearing. Like it now wanted to keep me there, and feed me to the monster that was coming.Still, I struggled, and I fought.The Wendigo moved with unnatural grace, drifting closer, and closer still. Half-hopping, h